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Life has bestowed upon me so many trustworthy and dependable friends. Almost in every stage of life, I have had a listening ear, a shoulder to cry on, and a soul sister to laugh out loud with. I have been lucky and blessed beyond measure. The role of my best friends has been crucial throughout my days of depression. I felt low and down for days, weeks and months. Someone was always there to give a hug and reassure me of my own worth. Someone was always there to scold me and bring me out of the self-deprecating and self-destructive behavior. I owe a lot to them. They are god sent. Nothing less. I treasure and cherish every moment spend with them, even the trivial occasional quarrels.
She is my childhood friend. She has been with me through all life’s twists and turns. We did our matriculation from the same school. We dreamt together of making it big in life. We completed our intermediate education in the same city. We talked for hours over the phone in weekends. We wrote long emails and letters spanning several pages which we exchanged about twice a year. We graduated separately in different cities, miles apart. We grew up through the years of adolescence and teenage and adulthood, sharing our confusions, contradictions, revelations and adventure with each other. Our sixteen years of friendship speaks more of us than any other person can.
I have known them for about five years, but it feels like forever. Love them loads. I have so many funny anecdotes from college life with them.
One would blow Ponds powder in the air and then apply on her face after almost every class; another would dig inside her bag for minutes with a tensed expression only to fetch a red lipstick and cry ‘Got it!’ beaming with ecstasy; another would run after every known face to introduce herself and result in a riot of laughter; yet another would laugh so loud and shrill that the entire class would be witness to the fun, the joke, the humiliation and the embarrassment; and yet another would shake the desks and benches while laughing sending the co-benchers into unwarranted frenzy. We were a bunch of laughter bots. Even the teachers would say the same about us. Those four years was heaven.
College was fun. But we were separated after that as we all went to different companies. But we always keep in touch. Recently, four of us went on a long awaited trip to Panchgani and Mahabaleshwar – the best journey this year with my besties.
Zee TV is launching a new chat show on celebrity friendships- Yaaron Ki Baraat. I am so excited to watch it. I like talk shows that have many feel good factors, which are real and show the strengths and vulnerabilities of the guests as it is without sugar coating it. Anupam Kher’s talk show ‘Kuch bhi ho sakta he’ was truly inspirational and motivating. It was like our Indian version of Marie Forleo shows- personal and grounded, not at all over the top. I have high expectations from this show too. I am eagerly waiting for Oct 8th that is tomorrow.
Empress Ki is the most elaborate, gripping, and thrilling series I have watched this year. And at 51 episodes, it is the longest Korean drama series I have ever watched. Even though the number seems daunting and too much, it’s worth it all. If you like period dramas, you won’t want to give this one a miss.
It was in 2016 that I first read about Empress Ki, the historical drama that had garnered much praise and accolades from the audience and critics alike. Most Korean dramas are just 16 or 20 episodes long. So 51 seemed never-ending to me then. It wasn’t until 2017 that I decided to at least try the first episode. And I was hooked. But owing to the various circumstances I didn’t continue watching it. It was just last month that I remembered this epic story and watched it to completion within just a few days. Believe it or not, midway through it, I was almost literally pulling my hair out, in anticipation of what would happen next.
I would have given this magnum opus 10/10 had it stopp…
I have always been the one to leave first. Be it luck or circumstance, it has always been this way. Some of the times it has been my decision to venture out of my comfort zone first before all my peers decide to do the same and I am left behind, alone in the old world. The decisions are out of fear of being left alone, most of the times. Or is it self-preservation instead?
I am a person who takes time to adapt, make new friends, get accustomed to new surroundings- an unlikely one to leave first- yet I do. You might think me selfish, but I am just afraid, and I decide to take care of myself first. Some might see this as a major risk-taking attitude, but I mostly see it as fleeing before the 'desertion' hits me instead. Now that's a strong word indeed. I am always in search of safe ground, always so insecure and calculating my moves lest I end up being alone on the island.
Paranoiac. Several things bother me at once. What if my peers get on with their lives leaving me behi…
"When the ego dies, the soul awakes." - Mahatma Gandhi
Why do you have such a huge ego? You cannot wear your family's name on your sleeve as an identity forever. The world wouldn't see you through the eyes of your parents who have pampered you so much for the better part of your life. Here in the real world, you will get what you give. Respect begets respect. Selfishness begets selfishness. Hate begets hate. And your 'i don't care', 'i don't give a damn', 'i am paying money for that', 'i will do as I please' attitude will give you the same.
Respect is earned. Agreed. But you should give it first to earn it back. The other person should and must be respected by default despite his class, caste, job and family background, until and unless he proves unworthy of it with time. I stand strongly by this belief.
There can be no excuse for disregard. The way you speak to me about people tells me the way you might be speaking about me t…
One Friday evening, as I was feeling a bit lonely and homesick with nothing much to do, not even strolling on the terrace viewing the ever so beautiful mountains since it was raining hard- thus it also contributing to my gloomy mood, I decided to watch Before Sunrise. Yes, once again. A first for me. I rarely re-watch a movie. Yearning for a light-hearted yet meaningful conversation this was the best choice I had. My hostel mates were out in the city and all the people I called up were busy. Luck by chance. Thanks to the superb uninterrupted internet connection I had a great 1 hour 40 minutes that evening.
"Experiencing the otherworldly. When morning comes, we would all turn into pumpkins."
Even though it sounds like a cliche today, unplanned trips, adventures in life, serendipity and providence are romantic. Before Sunrise has all of these, when strangers indulge in light conversations, grow intrigued about each other's lives, and spend time in each other's company …
It is human nature to dwell in the past, worry about the future
and forget all about the present. I still miss the days spent in Hyderabad. I
miss the study schedules, eating out, street shopping, and the city tours. I
miss the roads, the townships and the metros. But I clearly remember that I
just wanted the days to pass quickly so that I could return home, while I was
there. And today I miss the view from the terrace of the ladies hostel we
stayed in, the floral decorations with chalk, colors and flowers, the flower
market, the abundance of curd during lunch hours, the constant ‘amma’ recitals
by our wardens and so much more.
One of the highlights of the hostel life in Hyderabad at Sri
Kamali was queuing up for tea, puri and dosa during breakfast time, and then
hurrying to secure a chair the very next moment. And conversations and
complaints flowed unhindered during these hours in many languages at once- the
most prominent ones being Telugu, Kannada, Malayalam, Marathi and English.…
July has been a special month for me. Not just because it is my birthday month, but because many new beginnings, many fresh starts, and many turning points of my life have happened in July. It's mid of the year when I have looked back at what the year was like for the first six months and have anticipated and dreamt about the coming six months. Goals and resolutions are reviewed in July.
These initial days of college are all about fun, making interactions, creating friendships and increasing your network. It's less on course works and assignments. So we are trying to take full advantage of it. I have made a few friends at the hostel too, most of them are my juniors, with a huge age gap. But the good news is none of us can feel this gap. We visited the Forest Research Institute this weekend. It was a good trip. I stopped at almost every tree to take a snap and posed at every corner of the museum clicking selfies. Too much beauty in a single place. Beauty overloaded. The view of t…
“One ought, every day at least, to hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and, if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.” ― Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Wilhelm Meister's Apprenticeship
I always find myself dwelling in the past. Always. May be
because the past is safe- it’s already set in stone never to be changed-
there’s no unpredictability attached to it. I miss the city I left behind. Day
in and day out. It’s never out of my thoughts. And in such a mood, I picked up
a novel called ‘The Nine-Chambered
Heart’ and journeyed with the central character to the city with the river,
the city without a river, the town in the east of the country, the mountain and
the sea beach. It’s in this book that I
learnt the belief about ‘A thousand paper cranes’ in Origami.
Origami is the Japanese
art of paper folding. It is a traditional art form about 1000 years old. It
is a creative folk art that has spread worldwide for its simplicity. It needs
no cutting, gluing …